Jay Brown the Sexual Deviant

Peter Beale stood at his bedroom window looking down at the busy Square below. The house was quiet but unusually warm, perhaps the thick jumper he was wearing was making the room feel hotter than it actually was. Deciding to take his grey sweatshirt off he looked across the Square to the Car Lot, Mitchell's Executive Motors as it was now called. He saw the hard-working businessman, young Darren Miller washing one of the BMWs on the lot. Unusually he wasn't wearing his trademark grey suit but instead a pair of tatty jeans and a white tank top.

A bulge appeared at Peters crutch as he felt an usual attraction towards the sweaty car washer across the Square, he slowly slipped his hands down his trousers, almost innocently as if he was simply rearranging his manhood.

But then a bucket slid off of the roof of the motor and water soaked Darren, making his thin jeans slightly see through. With the soapsuds all over his vest, he pulled it off and revealed his pale toned chest.

Peter's eyes sprung out of there sockets as his eyes fell upon Darren's perked nipples, he couldn't resist but pull his trousers and allow his six inch boner slide through the slit in his tight boxers. He massaged his cock and he watched Darren rub the soap suds off of his chest.

"Oh yes!" Peter exclaimed as he felt the pressure swell in his penis, he panted as he fiercely rubbed his well endowed manhood. "Mmm..." He murmured as he pulled his top off and caressed his own nipples with his spare hand.

A creek is then heard at the door causing Peter to freeze, a shiver ran down his spine. He worried, hoping it was just Bobby, he could cover it up if it was Bobby, he would be to young to understand. But he just didn't move, he couldn't; Peter hoped that whoever it was, would just go away. He heard footsteps come up behind him and suddenly he felt two hands caress his bumcheeks.

"Darren Miller, I can see the attraction." A young but masculine voice muttered into his ear. And it was then he knew, that it was his sisters friend Jay Brown who had caught him doing the dirty.

But then he realised that the young ginger had his hands on his arse, almost touching skin as only boxer shorts stood in between Jay's palms and Peters arse. Jay then tenderly kissed Peter's neck causing the young Beale's neck to roll.

"Well let me have a look at you then!" Jay said suggestively, turning Peter round to face him, the Beale cock rubbing his against clothed groin.

"Wait, your gay too?" Peter asked as Jay ran his hands down his athletic chest, Peter liked this a lot.

"Not gay, just curious." Jay winked as he ran his hands down past Peter's stomach before entering his boxer shorts and rubbing the horny boys cock.

Peter almost fainted there and then, another boys hands were around his cock, Jay his sisters friend and likely love interest no less. Peter felt an urge to kiss Jay, so he did, letting his tongue roll around the boys mouth.

Jay let his coat run off his arms and unbuckled his belt, he need to the monster free. He felt Peter assist him, unbutton his trousers and letting them slip off, taking his loose, black boxers with it. Jay's nine inch cock sprung up, much to Peter's surprise. "It's so big!" Peter said in amazement, he never knew someone so young could be so big, it almost made him feel inadequate.

"I know, now suck it." Jay ordered in which Peter obliged. Peter was always being told what to do and this was no different, Jay on the other hand was used to power and control and loved taking advantage of that skill.

Peter knelt down and started to suck Jay's cock, wrapping his mouth around his head and then pushing his long shaft into his mouth.

Jay hadn't relieved his tension in a long time, he knew he wouldn't last long. "I'm so sorry Pete. But here it comes!"

On the word 'comes' a splurge of salty, white liquid leaked into Peter's mouth, a lot rolled down his chin. Jay then sat back onto the bed and lay there is his shirt, he pulled it off and got more comfortable. He opened his legs to allow his fuzzy, ginger pubes settle on top of his penis which was slowly becoming increasingly flaccid.

Peter whipped the seaman from his face with his thumb and then licked it taking the reminder of Jay's salty cum onto his tongue. He started to waltz over, feeling rather proud of himself.

"Not so fast, Pete. I need a piss!" Jay told him swinging his legs around before standing back, his now flaccid penis drooped between his legs, the head now covered by his wet foreskin. "Toilet still in the same place?" He asked as he grabbed Peter's navy blue robe off of the back of his door.

"Actually, there's something else I want you to do for me." Peter suggested moving over to get back close the buff ginger whos pecks were showing through the gap between the edges of the robe.

"And what would that be?" Jay asked, taking a step closer to his new lover. He felt Peter's penis grind up against his tummy, he always was a lanky git, he almost felt out of control as he stared up at the young Beale.

"Pee on me." Peter replied, slipping his hand into his robe.

"What?"

"Piss on me. My Dad's en suite is a wet room, we won't leave any mess."

"Secret fetish there, Pete?" Jay questioned flirtatiously. Peter just smirked. "Well I guess it sounds like fun!" Jay added.

Soon enough they were in Ian's en suite, it kind of smelt like his Dad but Peter didn't care, his testosterone was running so high nothing else really mattered. Peter then knelt in the ground, a few inches from Jay who sound proudly above, directing his semi hard cock at Peter.

"Do it." Peter ordered, it felt unusual making any orders let alone the one he was making now.

Jay smiled and pushed his golden stream from the end of penis. The urine splattered on Peter's chest and splashed onto his chin, Jay just loved the feeling power this task was giving him.

Peter however loved the warmth of Jay's pee showering down on him, the aroma was sucked up by his flaring nostrils, it was sweet but sour all at the same time. Peter ducked his head and allowed some of the shiny, yellow liquid to drench his thick, blonde hair. He then opened his mouth and swallowed the stream of pee that was projecting from Jay's penis.

"Hold some in your mouth!" Jay uttered, temporarily spotting his shower before sauntering over to the boy knelt in front of him. "Give it to me." Jay ordered and then embraced Peter in a kiss allowing the urine transfer into his mouth. He swallowed. It was better than he expected.

"Let me return the favour, I'm bursting." Peter smiled.

"But I'm still not finished."

They looked into one anothers eyes, they knew what they wanted. Jay knelt down in front of Peter, both arched up there hardened cocks and both shot out sprays of piss all over each other. They embraced while the urine continued to shoot all over each other, as their dicks pressed up against each others, they pee directed itself upwards and shot against their necks and kissed each other deeply.

As there cocks emptied, the boys led each other to the shower, turned it on and allowed the hot water to wash away the strong smelling pee off of there bodies; all while remaining in a passionate clinch.

Suddenly the door down stairs slammed. Both boys looked at one another, Jay pushed Peter away and grabbed the nearest towel. He darted down the hallway only to be met by a pair eyes staring at him.